November 24, 2005

• Politics and Religion

  My mother was the person who trained me and “broke me in” as a retail
  clerk and soda jerk.  She shared with me all the wisdom she had
  learned from years of working as a waitress.  In addition to such
  things as, “the customer is always right,” and, “look busy even if you
  aren’t,” she said there were two subjects one should avoid discussing
  in public:  politics and religion.

  What set me thinking about that just now is that I’ve had both topics
  on my mind lately, and have been listening to political protest songs
  on the radio.  There’s a whole new generation of very good protest
  music now, for very good reason.  The current political
  establishment must be protested.  It will take more than an old
  parental injunction to muzzle me.

  I keep hearing from and about people who think the proper response to
  the way this country has gone to the dogs is to let the dogs have it
  and move out.  How dare they?!?  How can any person of
  conscience turn tail and run from such venality, aggression and lies,
  playing into the hands of the lying, thieving oppressors?  Can’t
  you just hear prez shrub, his minions and his mentors snickering as
  they watch the dissidents leave?  Do the cowards think that any
  place in the world will be safe if this country’s government is allowed
  to remain in such grasping, bloody hands?

  Recent polls show that the majority of Americans disapprove of the
  current administration, and yet the majority of Americans sit quietly
  as demonstrators outside Crawford, Texas are arrested under new
  unconstitutional laws devised to ensure that the megalomaniacal greedy
  maniac doesn’t have to see or hear their protests.  Which is
  worse:  a small coterie of powerful madmen using their power for
  their selfish and misguided ends, or millions of saner, wiser, kinder
  folk who know better, letting them have their way?

  When I was a child, a couple of dozen major Nazi war criminals and many
  more minor ones were tried for their crimes at Nuremberg.  Many of
  them resorted to what became known as the Nuremberg defense:  “I
  was only following orders,” or, alternatively, “I didn’t know what was
  going on.”  The war crimes tribunals didn’t consider that an
  adequate defense, and many of those people who took Hitler’s orders
  were executed for their obedience to evil.  It’s just a thought….

  And, on the subject of religion, here’s my seasonal wish:

  At the first Thanksgiving, the Puritans thanked God for saving them
  from the Indians.  This Thanksgiving, let’s pray to God to save us
  from the Puritans.

  Am I ready for Thanksgiving?  I don’t know.  I’m not ready
  for bed, although that’s really where I belong now, considering my
  condition of mental and physical fatigue.  My plan for the rest of
  this day… and surely for a bit of tomorrow, too, since it’s nearly
  midnight here now, is to finish this blog as the little heater warms
  the bathroom, then fill my plastic camp shower bag with warm water from
  Kermit, the big green pot on the woodstove.  Then I’ll take a
  shower and get into clean jammies and slip between clean sheets for a
  while and hope I wake capable of cooking the holiday feast.

  I had a plan this morning, to get as much of the pre-prep done as possible.  That plan went out the window when my daughter called.  I talked for hours to her and my granddaughter, catching up on what’s gone on while they were incommunicado.

  Since we hung up on that conversation, I have baked two big pans of
  gluten-free cornbread for the turkey stuffing, made gluten-free bean
  and corn pastry for the two pies I then baked:  one peach, one
  pumpkin.  I diced the celery and onions for the stuffing and put
  them in water in the fridge.  Tomorrow, I’ll drain off the water
  and use it to boil the neck and giblets, and use the resulting broth to
  moisten the stuffing.  Then, while the stuffed bird roasts, I’ll
  chop the giblets for the gravy and prepare the rest of the meal. 
  That is, I will do those things if the turkey has thawed by then. 
  That is one big cold turkey!

  I think I will do all that tomorrow.  I hope I can do all that
  tomorrow.  I hope I can keep going until the meal is served. 
  If I have to crash into that wall of fatigue, I just hope I get that
  bird out of the oven first.

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